it wasn't really a game. more like some freaky, messed up exorcism gone wrong.
the area was behind one of those locked doors. It was a ton of floors with weird hallways that sometimes ended. there were all these rooms with beds or tvs or darkness in them.
[Next time Wendy goes to her locker, there's a small paper-wrapped package hanging there haphazardly with a note attached. It reads:]
Sorry again for the other day, I didn't mean to shout at you. But we need to stop meeting like that. I made these, I checked myself and they ARE edible. IDC if you choose to throw them out or whatever though.
Feel better or something (???)
- Steph
[Inside the homemade parcel is a modest amount of sugar cookies. They're lumpy, and a little bland, but Steph was right that they're edible. A simple, sugary peace offering.]
That makes no sense. What was that supposed to achieve? Was this all Daisuke's plan, or was he with someone else?
If he needed volunteers, or at least subjects - why couldn't he have chosen anyone from his class?
[ the last one's rhetorical, but now he's wondering what is so special about the new students that he'd rather not ask any of the regular students to participate in something as important as an 'exorcism.' unless they all see the new students like that? as sacrifices?
to what, or whom. he's not sure he's liking where this is leading to. ]
IDDDKK I was like oh hey look my hair is long and I got some scissors and it was going okay and i got most of my bangs but then a weirdo bumped into me and my ear is bleeding i think.?? PLZ JUST THERES BLOOD IM IN THE ARTROOM BRING SOMETHING
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